Lin Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, his dark eyes flashing.
He hadn't planned to stay for dinner.
When his time came, he planned to leave.
But at this moment, he was holding the expensive perfume that Song Qingliu had given him, and he had just taken a nap in her boudoir. It would be truly inhumane for him to leave like this.
Besides, he's never tried cordyceps flower before, so it wouldn't hurt to give it a try.
Lin Xiao has always had little resistance to food.
So Lin Xiao stayed and had dinner with Song Qingliu.
After dinner, the two played a few rounds of pool on the pool table in the basement. Song Qingliu was very skilled, and Lin Xiao was also quite good; he used to practice with Young Master Feng Qi often.
Lin Xiao is a focused person; if he wants to, he can always get started relatively quickly.
Song Qingliu found a worthy opponent and enjoyed the game immensely, which deepened her appreciation for Lin Xiao.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Lin Xiao glanced at his Patek Philippe watch and said goodbye.
Song Qingliu noticed the watch on his wrist with her sharp eyes and leaned closer, smiling, "Who gave you this? It's very tasteful."
Lin Xiao's heart tightened slightly, and he chuckled awkwardly, "A friend."
Song Qingliu gave Lin Xiao a deep look, and said with a half-smile, "Then your friend must value you very much."
Lin Xiao smiled faintly, "Yes. My friends all seem to treat me quite well."
Song Qingliu nodded and then asked, "Is your friend male or female?"
Lin Xiao didn't answer but instead asked, "Qingliu, your question is a bit presumptuous. Is this important to you?"
Song Qingliu's smile vanished, she snorted coldly, and said defiantly, "I can't care about you!"
Am I being presumptuous?
I really want to hit him.
Was she really being presumptuous?
I'm just asking whether it was a man or a woman who gave it to me. How is that being presumptuous?
If it was a gift from a man, then Lin Xiao's sexual orientation is highly suspicious. She needs to take precautions in advance to avoid unknowingly becoming a wife of a gay man.
This isn't being presumptuous; it's being cautious!
After a moment of silence, she said sarcastically, "Lin Xiao, how many clients like me do you actually have?"
She saw Lin Xiao's dark blue Maserati parked in the yard.
She was initially happy for him; he bought a car, which improved his life, and that was great.
But right now, this Patek Philippe watch is stinging her.
She suddenly felt that the four thousand yuan perfume she had given him was a bit too cheap.
She always thought she was very capable, young, beautiful and competent, and that winning over Lin Xiao would be a piece of cake!
But at this moment, she panicked.
She suddenly realized that the man in front of her seemed to have many sides that she didn't know about.
Lin Xiao also suppressed his smile and said calmly, "This has nothing to do with President Song. Thank you for your hospitality today, President Song. I'll be leaving now. Goodbye."
After saying that, Lin Xiao strode out of the basement, drove back to Jiangda University.
The title "President Song" pierced Song Qingliu's heart like a steel needle.
She angered him.
Lin Xiao had always been an obedient, understanding, and emotionless puppet, but now he had a temper and was more like a living person.
Although he was a bit of a jerk, that only made him more attractive to her.
As usual, Song Qingliu took a shower, sat down in her study, and began working.
But she got distracted.
She couldn't help but think back to her conversation with Lin Xiao.
She regretted revealing the relationship between them; if she hadn't said anything, everything would have been fine.
She was quite confident in her appearance. She picked up her phone and typed a line on Xu Chen's screen: "Check Lin Xiao's other clients' information."
But she deleted it again in frustration, ran her fingers through her hair, and looked at herself with a look of agitation.
On the other side, inside a two-bedroom rental apartment.
Assistant Xu was eating hot pot while staring blankly at the "typing..." message appearing in the WeChat chat window.
A moment later.
"What is the boss thinking? Why hasn't it been sent over yet?" Assistant Xu muttered to himself.
Then, remembering that the boss had sent Lin Xiao to the Ziwei Garden today, several strange images flashed through his mind, and he immediately became very confused.
Oh no, is the boss asking him for help?
Assistant Xu, who never dared to call Song Qingliu, dialed her number without hesitation.
He put down his chopsticks, his heart pounding as he waited for the call to be answered.
The phone rang over and over again.
No one answered?
Just as he got up, put on his shoes, and was about to rush out, his phone rang.
A calm voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, Assistant Xu, what's wrong?"
Assistant Xu was stunned.
He tentatively asked, "Mr. Song, are you... alright now? Are you in any danger? If it's inconvenient for you to speak... cough once if there's danger, cough twice if you're safe."
Song Qingliu's voice turned cold, "Assistant Xu, have you lost your mind?"
Before Assistant Xu could even offer an explanation, Song Qingliu abruptly and decisively hung up the phone.
Assistant Xu looked confused.
Oh no, what should I do if my beautiful boss thinks I'm a weirdo?
Lin Xiao, who knew nothing about this, drove his car, listening to music, and headed towards Jiang University in the night.
An oval-shaped moon hangs in the sky between the city's skyscrapers.
It kept chasing after Lin Xiao's dark blue box.
Lin Xiao realized that these female clients were becoming increasingly possessive of him. The last people to ask him this question were Wei Ruolan and Ji Ran, who were jealous of each other. You Wanjun was also jealous of Chu Yingying.
When they approached him, didn't they realize that their sycophantic service wasn't exclusive to them?
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